Rain...

I listen to the rain
It rings in my ears
It is something
I’ve longed to hear

It makes me think
Of times that were good
Where nothing mattered
Everything felt like it should

I sink back to reality
Where things are rough
I try to be strong
I try to act tough

But being a girl
In this screwed up place
It isn’t very easy
Nothing is grace

I put on an act
Like everyone else
I do it for my friends and family
But mostly for myself

I try not to let things get to me
But like most, things do
So the rain is my escape
Mostly escaping you

You in this sense is plural
Because you is not just one
It stands for most everybody
Almost all under the sun

People don’t understand
Some of the things that I go through
It’s like a never-ending battle
Me against all the you’s

So when I hear a storm
And I hear the rain
I know here is my chance
To get away from the insane

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